Sheriff King John McLoud lounged in his role chairwoman, his hat tipped forward over his forehead as protection from the coarse sun twinkle, his mitt resting on his gun as was his habit.

He thought about doing the rounds of the local bars, checking on the whores and all the former taxing responsibility of a new territory Sheriff but he could n't be bothered, so he just sat there.

Around three o'clock Jake Bannister arrived in a tearing rush, `` Sheriff, Sheriff, come quick, Widder Mason been raped ! ``

'' You sure ? '' he asked, `` Why she has to be fifty dollar bill and she great troll than a b door ! ``

'' In the night Sheriff, '' Jake explained.

'' You get a description ? '' he asked.

'' Sure, twelve inches long at least and three round of golf, '' Jake explained.

'' Negro, gabardine, Irish, what we talking about here ? '' he demanded.

'' It was dark, '' Jake explained patiently.

'' It damned well must have been ! '' the Sheriff agreed, `` So lets round up the Negroes, do an identity operator check. ``

'' Why Negroes, you racist or something ? '' Jake asked.

'' You want your weenie examined ? '' he replied, `` That old beef staring at your fork while your hotdog curls up like some French people Snail ? ``

'' Still sounds racialist, '' Jake agreed.

'' Ok, round up everyone with a ten inch putz and above. '' the Sheriff suggested, `` Go up to guy wire and say 'Say, you got a ten column inch peter ,'see how long you get to keep some teeth. ``

'' We could get a missy to do it, '' Jake suggested, `` One of the moderately little girl from the pub, she could help oneself out, we could deputise her. ``

'' for sure, '' the Sheriff replied, `` That 's a swell new gens for it, you thinking of bending her over the desk and poking her ass while she licks my peter ? ``

'' We could swap over half way through ? '' Jake suggested.

'' Or we could do some real employment, '' the Sheriff declared, `` But lets do it, get a whore to ask the guy wire how big they gets. ``

'' We could ask at the working girl household, '' Jake suggested, `` Just ask the young lady who has a ten in plus cock. ``

'' girl do n't cause, cock, except down in Mexico, '' the Sheriff explained patiently, `` Oh rightfield, I got you, '' he added quickly as he realised what Jake meant.

'' I guess the female child will lie, how would they know a ten inch pecker ? '' Jake asked.

'' You got a head there, '' the Sheriff agreed, and he sat his hat straight on his head, `` Lets find us a Negro. ``

They never had far to look, Erasmus was sitting in the spectre of the social movement porch with his brake shoe shine kit, firebrand new never used since he moved from Florida a year ago, but it was what he did.

'' Hey Rasmus, you got a ten column inch cock ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Not looking at your ugly face boss, '' he replied.

'' We need a ten column inch cock to shoot a moulding off of, '' the Sheriff insisted.

'' fountainhead you find a pretty peeress to sop up me and I 'll show her xii inch of man meat ! '' he exclaimed.

The whore house was quiet like a morgue, `` Thirteen thirteens is one 100 and fifty seven, fourteen thirteens is, '' a childlike phonation was chanting.

'' Dolores, previous child whore in Rachel Louise Carson County, '' Jake explained, `` Hey Dolly get down here. ``

'' Oh sir, I ca n't, I 'm wearing my gown, '' she trilled, `` Ok it 's off, '' and she tripped lightly down the steps, `` Oh, it 's you, '' she said as she stood there completely naked, her belittled girlish breasts tiny hammock on an otherwise flat breast, her blonde hair in small swinish tails like she was a school kid.

'' We got a job for you, '' Jake explained.

'' I do n't take no cock up my ass, no way, '' Dolores insisted, `` Not for nobody ! ``

'' We do n't want to. '' the Sheriff explained.

'' Then what which way you want to do this three way ? '' she asked.

'' We want to know which bozo have twelve in cocks Dolly, '' the Sheriff explained.

She laughed, `` Gee you must have a free ass Sheriff ! '' she tittered.

The Sheriff gritted his teeth, `` Not for me ! '' he insisted.

'' You want to bar by one day love, '' dolly suggested, `` Let me clean up you out ! ``

'' Some guy with a dozen column inch cock raped widow woman mason at her ranch, '' the Sheriff explained, `` So we need to do an identity parade. ``

'' You must be plum loco, '' Dolores sighed, `` I 'll go get dressed. '' She went back upstairs reciting the listing of Kings of Englnd and soon came down wearing a pay schooltime uniform from backwards East. Blazer albumen shirt, tie, black skirt and polished shoes.

'' Gee, '' Jake gasped.

'' That 's you on the list then, '' the Sheriff laughed as Jake 's cock visibly swelled.

'' wellspring you sure ai n't, '' Dolly countered with a sneer.

doll agreed to ask around later that evening but number one they went to find Erasmus, he was still waiting on the porch. `` You want to amount down the blacksmith ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Nope but I guess I must, '' he agreed.

They went down Eli Brown 's blacksmith shop class, `` We want a bronze dramatis personae of Erasmus 's hammer. '' the Sheriff said.

'' Okay, you want a bronze hammer ? '' he asked, `` Where the netherworld do you think I can get bronze ? ``

They looked around at each other, `` Whats so special about his dick anyway ? ``

'' Ten in ? '' Jake offered.

'' Look, '' Eli said and he reached under a bench, `` Cast branding iron turncock, for the widows see, ten, twelve, fourteen column inch right up to. ``

'' the Nazarene ! '' Dolly gasped as she saw the huge monstrosity Eli was handling.

'' It 's a tabularize Leg darling, '' he explained, `` We got hammer up to twenty four inch ready to use, just call for the rust gotten off and a coating of paint. ``

'' We 'll necessitate a XII, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' Good choice, '' Eli said, `` But get rid that rust Sheriff or you 'll be shitting blood and then die. ``

The Sheriff glowered, he was getting sick of being accused of being some homo.

'' for certain matter, I 'll get you a tick sometime, '' the Sheriff said and he stuffed the iron hammer in his bang and they went back to the pokey house.

Eli shrugged, `` stop who 's he kidding, '' he moaned as the sheriff had a well gain report for not paying his dues.

'' I guess you better bring in Widow Twankey, '' the Sheriff said.

'' Widder Alfred Edward Woodley Mason, '' Jake corrected, `` This is serious. ``

'' Sounds like a pantomime to me, '' Dolly admitted, `` But you get the widow and the Sheriff can rub his rooster. ``

'' Oh funny, '' the Sheriff sniped, `` Why do n't you rub it ? ``

'' You say the cut affair ! '' Dolly laughed, `` But I guess I 'll pass. ``

Sheriff McLoud sat on the porch rubbing the rusty atomic number 26 cock with sandpaper and a conducting wire brush while half the township fell around with laughing at him, not that they let him see them laughing and then finally with the cock polished he gave it a coating of lightlessness lead paint.

'' You finished rubbing your cock ? '' Dolly asked later.

'' Sure, '' he admitted, `` Where 's Jake ? ``

'' He 's forthcoming, '' she confirmed, `` Only that old butt do n't waddle too fast. ``

He had to agree, but the stride started creaking and Widow Mason waddled in, the Sheriff sighed. She looked fifty if she was a day. Her huge heart wobbled obscenely as there was no way she could find a bandeau big enough out Benjamin West. She had to be threescore inches around her pap, with a 50 nine inch waistline. Maybe lx round the waist if you could observe it. Her hair was grey, maybe it was blonde once, maybe not, maybe she was born grey.

'' Hi, you got raped right ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Sure did, twelve column inch of Fe hard cock. '' she agreed.

'' Gee that poor love child must have been desperate, '' Dolly whispered to herself.

'' He fucked into me three meter, '' Widow George Mason agreed.

'' Sure, and how did he escape ? '' Dolly asked.

'' Out the window when I was not looking, '' widow woman A. E. W. Mason agreed.

'' Right we got cock hunting to do, '' the Sheriff announced, `` Now is this around the right size of it ? '' he asked and he produced the branding iron cock.

'' I guess, '' Widow James Mason admitted.

'' You maybe want to try it ? '' Dolly asked.

'' I said it looks right. '' Widow stonemason insisted.

'' Well I do n't believe you ! '' Dolly insisted.

'' Yeah Katherine, I reckon you ought to try. '' Jake suggested.

Poor Widow Mason, her gemmed niggling eyes were nearly popping out at the thought of the iron cock inside her.

'' Well, '' the Sheriff asked, `` You gong to check it experience right, we need to have sex if its ten inches. ``

'' Ok, give me some outer space, '' she said and when nobody moved she added, `` Get out ! Now ! ``

They left the widow alone with the iron cock, there was a rustle of clothes and then some muffled gasps, `` You Ok in there ? '' Jake asked as he stepped inside the office to see widow woman Mason sat on the table with her tie down and the iron cock inside her, although only the flange on the end actually poked out of her between her tree proboscis sized thighs.

'' hypothesis it must let been bigger, '' she admitted `` Either that or Iron ai n't ilk real tool. ``

'' Right, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' You want to try a real cock, '' doll said, `` Ca n't you receive a guy with a ten inch cock ? ``

The Sheriff looked in, `` Hey Erasmus, '' he called, `` Got a job for you ! ``

'' What 's up boss, '' Erasmus asked.

'' You want to screw the widow so she feels what a 12 inch cock feels like ? '' he asked.

'' Nope, not really, '' Erasmus replied.

'' You want to find a new skid shine sales pitch ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' No boss, '' Desiderius Erasmus replied, `` I 'll do it, '' he agreed, `` You want to rub my cock Dolly ? ``

'' Sheriff is the chief cock safety, '' doll suggested.

'' flavor, this ai n't funny no more, '' the Sheriff threatened, `` So get and dig the widow OK ! ``

Erasmus dropped his bloomers, `` Gee, '' widow Mason gasped, `` That sure is big ! ``.

'' That ai n't big, I ai n't turned on ! '' Erasmus complained.

'' Let me, '' doll sighed but Widow Mason grabbed Erasmus and pulled him to her.

'' Scheol I do n't heed my cock in you but I sure as inferno still want it attached to me ! '' he protested.

Widow Mason sat on the sharpness of the Sheriffs desk with her fat bulging thighs spread wide apart and someplace in a mass of curly black hairs her cunt dripped with expectation as she waited for Gerhard Gerhards 's cock.

'' The things I do for you guys, '' he complained as his long dim cock slowly disappeared inside the folds of flesh.

'' Has it gone in yet ? '' he asked.

'' I guess, '' widow George Mason agreed.

'' Let me, '' Jake suggested and he stood back and kicked Desiderius Erasmus up the ass.

Gerhard Gerhards jerked forward, `` Oh god, that 's so good ! '' widow woman Mason sighed.

'' So, I done it, can I get back to shoe shining ? '' Erasmus asked, but Widow Mason had her hands on his prat pulling him ever recondite inside her and Erasmus realised he did n't take a chance to escape.

'' Gee I feel horny, '' the Sheriff admitted.

'' I 'll leave you two to it then, '' Dolly agreed and she went to leave.

'' perdition no. I'm horny for a woman, not a kid, not a guy a woman ! '' the Sheriff protested.

'' Look beloved, everyone knows you like guys, '' Dolly chided.

'' I do n't damn you, '' said the Sheriff as Erasmus closed his optic and imagined he was fucking a steer as he rode widow woman mason for an orgasm, `` But I do n't go for little daughter neither. ``

'' well like I said, '' Dolly replied, '' Any time you want straightening out, you be my invitee, '' and she was gone.

Erasmus was getting into his tread now, the old desk was creaking as he humped and the hale thing was siding nearer the wall with every gibbosity intil suddenly, 'Crack ,'one of the pegleg busted off. and the whole matter keeled over.

'' Oh Rasmus, that was the best I ever had, '' widow woman Mason agreed as they lay in a heap.

'' What about this rape ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Maybe you could charge the defendant around my home ? '' she asked hopefully.

'' You sure it was rape ? '' Jake asked as Widow Mason scrabbled her way to her feet.

Erasmus stood up, `` Gee. '' he said and just about collapsed into a chair.

Someone walked up and knocked the doorway, `` I say, '' he said in an English people accent, `` Some bloody woman stole my horse ! ``

'' That 's him ! '' widow woman George Mason shouted, `` That 's him, I 'd have intercourse that voice anywhere. ``

Sheriff McLoud walked outside, A well dressed cowhand was standing on the porch, `` Say, you been raping Miss Mason ? '' he asked.

'' If you mean the old crone who stole my horse and locked me in her b the solvent is emphatically no, '' he sighed.

'' This him ? '' Sheriff McLoud asked.

'' Ohhh, sure is, '' she simpered.

'' You a Gigolo or something ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Only for Lady Sheriff, your reputation precedes you, '' the guy admitted, `` She owes me 20 dollar sign. ``

'' You said a entirely dark ! '' widow woman George Mason explained.

'' Hey hold up, '' the Sheriff says, `` What reputation ? ``

'' You know very well, '' the Cowboy explained patiently.

'' well it 'ai n't compensate ! '' he insisted.

'' Right, so you 're fucking whores every night from sun down to sun up ? '' the Cowboy asked.

'' Not exactly, '' the Sheriff admitted, `` Hell I 'm the law, I got banner. ``

'' Exactly, '' said the cowpuncher, `` Now if you was a real man. ``

'' What the hell do I have to do to convert you ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Maybe take over from Desiderius Erasmus when he finishes ? '' Jake suggested.

'' rightfield, well, nope, I guess I can live with the jibes, '' the Sheriff admitted.

About then there was a squeal like a pig demise, Widdow Mason was squealing fit to burst, Geert Geerts had been humping her like a demented hound dog and then he must have let fly because she was a howling and a bellow and squealing like it was killing time at the abattoir.

It was too very much so they all went outside to get some air before they threw up.

'' Do you see why I escaped ? '' The cowpoke exclaimed.

'' No marvel you do n't go for charwoman boss, '' Jake agreed, `` If that 's a woman. ``

'' She 's too old, '' the Sheriff sighed.

'' What about Dolores, I mean Dolly ? '' Jake asked.

'' She 's a kid. '' he sighed.

'' She been a kid one hell of a long meter, '' Jake explained, `` I guess women just ai n't your tantrum. ``

'' So what 's with the rape ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' I never raped her, she paid me ! '' the cowman insisted.

Just then Dolly came back, `` You got any cocks for me ? '' she asked.

'' No, we found us our rapist, '' Jake explained.

'' She paid me, '' the Cowboy insisted.

'' blaze, whoring without a license, thats serious. '' Dolly explained.

'' Why ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Cause you have to give birth a whoring license rightfield ? '' she asked.

'' for certain, '' the Sheriff agreed.

'' And if you goes whoring without you gets locked up till you get a license, '' dolly added.

'' So ? '' the cowherd asked, `` How much is a permit ? ``

'' Two Dollars, except only fille can get them, '' dolly explained.

'' right wing, so you thinking maybe you raped her ? '' the Sheriff asked.

Erasmus and Widow Mason came out on the porch, and everyone shuffled around.

'' Like you get life in clink for whoring, '' the Sheriff asked.

'' Or get your cock lopped off and be a female child, '' doll added helpfully.

'' Or you do your clock time for rape, '' the Sheriff suggested.

'' And what time is that ? '' the Cowboy asked.

'' One week, '' the Sheriff explained.

'' In pokey, one hebdomad for rape ? '' the rodeo rider asked.

'' hell on earth no, '' Jake laughed, `` Tied defenseless to a rail outside the saloon like a dog so any widow woman can climb right on your rooster and there ai n't nothing you can do about it ! ``

'' Gee ! '' the Cowboy exclaimed, `` You 're kidding right. ``

'' Well think it over, '' the Sheriff suggested, `` I guess losing your rooster no big deal ? ``

The cowman fainted.

They left him there and went back inside the office.

'' How you know about the law Dolly ? '' the Sheriff asked

'' the pits I ran out of school Holy Scripture about five eld ago, '' she said, `` So I started on law books. ``

'' How old are you exactly ? '' he asked.

'' A lady never gives her age, '' she reminded him.

'' I reckon she must be pushing twenty, '' Jake said thoughtfully.

'' 20 ? '' the Sheriff queried.

'' No way, I 'm 13 ! '' Dolly insisted but cipher believed her.

'' I reckon if you let your hair down, '' the Sheriff suggested, and he reached out and started to unravel her pig tails, `` And washed those fake lentigo off of your face. ``

'' Hey leave me alone ! '' dolly squealed but her hair fell down and Jake wetted a rag and wiped her face.

The Sheriff felt longing he could n't resist, `` You know you offered to straighten me out, '' he whispered, `` Now 's as dear a fourth dimension as any. Get out all of you. devote us some seclusion ! ``

'' I guess I talked myself into that one, '' Dolly agreed and let the Sheriff raise her brusque skirt to show her gross hairless vagina, `` Only you dear kiss me or say scented things of something because homo do n't turn over me on. ``

'' Ten Dollars ? '' he whispered.

'' Keep talking, '' she agreed.

'' fifteen ? '' he suggested.

'' Enough, you wan na climb aboard for a trip to heaven ? '' Dolly asked.

They looked around, the desk was broke, the storey was filthy, `` My place or against the wall ? '' Dolly asked.

The Sheriff never replied but instead dropped his pants and grasped his cock, `` Gee ! '' doll exclaimed, `` hell you 're well hung for a homo. ``

He lifted her by the waist and pushed her against the wall as she guided his tool up against her moist pussy lip so he could lower her kill

'' Be gentle with me, '' she said automatically.

The Sheriff began to get laid, once, twice, three times, `` Oh mother fucker I 'm cumming ! '' he exclaimed.

'' Oh jesus, pull out ! '' Dolly wailed but she was far too former as a jet of spunk surged up inside her.

'' You filthy stupid changeling, my gentlemen always pull out you fool, '' Dolly protested.

The Sheriff looked around, about two dozen faces was pressed against the windowpane, `` What you looking at ? '' Dolly demanded.

'' Show us your pap ! '' someone demanded.

doll undid her shirt and pulled it aside, no one said much as she showed her sad fiddling tits.

'' You 're too beautiful, '' the Sheriff said.

'' You wan na see us do it again ? '' doll asked, as she saw the Sheriffs cock was far from being soft again, `` Then you pay a one dollar bill each ? ``

'' What ? '' the Sheriff asked.

'' piece of ass me again, '' she replied, `` It has to be worth fifty buck. ``

He never needed no second bidding and he drove his cock up between her lips as she stood on one leg against the wall, she was so wax of spunk it slid right in and they was lost in each other for geezerhood, so long that everybody got tired of watching and went down the saloon.

Gently fucking against the door post like lover until Dolly let herself enjoy a sly climax, which she never did with her gentlemen, and then finding he was still hard goaded him into pounding her to a screaming shuddering earthly concern shattering orgasm so intense that she cried out, `` Fuck me ! ``

They stood locked together for a long clock time as the Sheriff's cock gradually softened, Dolly just stood quietly and even let the Sheriff kiss her on the back talk, .but eventually they had to separate and get dressed

They set to put to work to tidy up the office afterwards, the table was busted so it took a while, and dame L'Oisseaux from the prostitute house came to fetch Dolly.

'' She 's underage, '' the Sheriff explained.

'' The underworld she ain't she must be twenty four if she 's a day ! '' Madam insisted.

'' Mother ! '' Dolly protested, `` Oh well I guess you should be intimate. ``

'' work time ! '' dame insisted, `` I got a queue of gentlemen waiting. ``

'' We ai n't finished, '' the Sheriff explained, `` She 's straightening me out. ``

'' And how long will that take ? '' ma'am asked.

'' All Nox ? '' he said.

'' A week maybe ? '' Dolly suggested.

'' A month maybe ? '' the Sheriff suggested.

'' More maybe ? '' Dolly added, `` You reckon I could be your secretarial assistant or something ? ``

'' Do n't see why not, you passed the interview, '' he suggested, `` And I got a nice diffused bed in the roof we ai n't tried yet. ``

'' Shit, '' Madam protested and she went outside, `` What about the rapist ? ``


To be continued